Chapter 3 Hunting

Whether it is a small village like Weishui Village or in those large tribes, the opening ceremony of the ancestral temple ceremony is very solemn and complicated, and the sacrifice is an indispensable part. A large part of the quality of the sacrifices prepared determines whether you have the opportunity to enter the ancestral temple to receive the inheritance, which can also be said to be an alternative assessment. And for them who grew up in the Great Wilderness, those powerful savage xenomorphs were the best sacrifices.

It is not easy to survive in the wilderness, and as long as the village is over ten years old, you can participate in hunting. But it's not a fun game, and hunting comes with danger, bloodshed, and even death. This is also a compulsory course for them, because the weak are not qualified to live on this land, so even those most remote and wild places must be good martial arts. The Wu people have always worshiped the strong!

Over the years, as long as the ancestral temple ceremony has been held, Cangxuan will carefully prepare every kind of sacrifice, and this time is no exception. After Cang Xuan carefully prepared the hunting tools, he rushed to the agreed point.

"Morning, Uncle Tie Niu!" Cang Xuan greeted warmly. After all, people like Mo Feng are a minority, and most of the people who live in the Great Wilderness are very simple and kind.

"Cangxuan, it turned out to be your kid. I haven't thanked you for helping me on the last hunt. "The man who came was very burly, at least nine feet tall, and his eyes were as big as copper bells, really like a big iron bull.

"Little meaning, how dare Cangxuan not help if the uncle has something. ”

"Count you kid and have a good heart. The big iron bull scolded with a smile. Although he said so, he was still very grateful to Cang Xuan in his heart, if it wasn't for Cang Xuan's sacrifice to save him last time, maybe it was unknown whether he could stand here today.

The meeting point is under a big mulberry tree, this tree is very old, the trunk is coiled like a dragon, and the leaves are as big as a bucket, which is very strange. At this time, the clan elder was already counting the number of people, and after another quarter of an hour, the number of people arrived.

"Into the mountains!" shouted the clan elder.

A group of people walked into the mountain, they had to face a powerful wild beast, and life and death were unknown, at this time, Mo Feng and his party actually walked towards Cangxuan's side, with a provocative intention.

"Cangxuan, why don't you dare to come hunting, with the strength of your waste, it is estimated that the desolate beast can slap you into a pulp. ”

"Mo Feng, you and I are of the same clan, is it too much for you to do this!" Cang Xuan looked angry.

"What if it's too much, you think you're still that genius. Now your cultivation won't even reach the four grades of the day after tomorrow, right? Haha! Let's go. ”

Cang Xuan knew that the reason why Mo Feng dared to be so arrogant was because he knew that once someone failed to inoculate his bloodline at the ancestral temple ceremony, not only might he be damaged, but his serious cultivation might also regress. What's more, Cang Xuan failed to inoculate his bloodline three times, so Cang Xuan's cultivation at this time can be imagined.

It is impossible for Cang Xuan to be hit by the successive failures of bloodline inoculation in the ancestral temple, but he is used to suffering silently. Cang Xuan knew that complaining about the heavens and people did not help his situation at all, and he also chose to forbear in the face of Mo Feng's provocation this time, but it was only three things, if Mo Feng was living like this, he would not be so polite again, Bi Liang's endurance is limited

"Hey, if you think this is the capital you rely on, then you will be disappointed. Cang Xuan looked at Mo Feng's back as he left, and a sneer pursed into his mouth.